Heh. Emmett used to feel that "shut up!" was about the most offensive thing you could say to somebody.
In my family, we had to pay a quarter into the coffee can if we said "shut up" (which wasn't often). And also when we used my mother's sewing scissors on paper (which was more often).
Same here on "shut up". It was dismissive and degrading because it indicated that you didn't feel the person was worthy of an opinion.
I'll drop f-bombs in front of my Mom now, but I probably wouldn't tell my sister to shut up.
Shut Up is the other one she gets grief for saying, which has beenhard on Joe and I since it is the main way we communicate with Ollie.
Emeline is very quick to notice when we use "Shut Up" or "Stupid" and will put us in time out.
Heeee, MM. Oh, children. And, yes, "Shut up" and "stupid" were not things to be said, back in the day.
My stupid car failed the smog check. Shut up, fuel evaporative controls.
"Stupid" was also a mortal insult in my mother's household
Same here. I don't remember if we had a moratorium on "shut up," too, but I don't remember hearing it, so I'm guessing we did.
My dad once got really mad at me for saying "I hate you" to my brother.
Heh-- the Hub was just chastising me the other day for my language (after writer's conferences, I come back with language that would make sailors blush,although I don't do it in front of the kids) however, no sooner had he scolded me, he was venting at whatever DS game he was playing (a habit that Nate has picked up as well).
I pointed it out to him-- he has ceased scolding me. *g*
Shut up and stupid are big ones around here. They both make me crazy so they're big no-nos.
In news, someone seems to have sideswiped my car at some point in the last few days and I tweaked the hell out of my back hauling 60 pounds of pet food into the house.
I'm hoping sushi will solve the Monday grumpies.
Travel ~ma to Kristin that she gets on a flight to LAX.
Another funny Emeline moment:
Joe and I were discussing future daughter names in the car on a our way somewhere. At one point I suggested, "We could name her Lila. And give her a bucket. And then take it away when she's bad." Joe and I laugh and Em yells,
"Don't take Lila's bucket THAT IS MEAN!"
in our house there were only two things that would get your mouth washed out with soap, the "n" word and "shut up".